Ash watched as he lowered his head and frowned, feeling even more worried. She did not know his thoughts… but wished she did. If she had she would have felt the irony… for she felt she did not fit in either… They were two outcasts clinging to each other’s friendship really…She fell into her own thoughts since she could not see his, however, turning to think of her mother. Would she blame As for Ryu’s injuries? Probably… Ash shook her head a little, looking up as she noted him pull the blanket close. She half smiled, he looked like he was going to sleep. If not for all the bruises and cuts it probably would have looked kinda cute…